"A bunch of Thunder Elephant excrement! Let the enemy get so close! Are the orcs in front of you all ooze monsters?!" Suddenly, the socket of his left eye kept burning, and Kilrogg, who was at ease at first, began to curse angrily.
.
Kilrogg Deadeye's hands were itchy for a moment, and since he was not going to die in this war according to the prophecy, he decided to enter the frontline battlefield and taste the blood and terror of the enemy.
But even so, the orc warriors around him will never be weak, let alone small in number.
It can be said that his location is deep inside the pocket formation of the Troll Alliance that surrounded Tal'Gurub during the Orcs' Eastern Route Army.
To allow the enemy to break through and fight their way here, the enemy will have to pass through at least dozens of waves of blood cave clan and orc elite warriors.
This is almost impossible to accomplish.
Even Kilrogg himself felt that it would take a lot of effort.
But now, this guy who is obviously an enemy comes in.
The socket of my left eye is still so hot.
Something is obviously wrong.
The enemy was so close that he could see clearly what the dim but dazzling red light was.
It was a strange dinosaur, an extremely majestic dragon with dark red fine scales all over its body, and a strange dragon that was constantly dripping with dark green blood.
Sitting on that dinosaur was a giant monster wearing leather armor and holding a huge weapon that was as huge and majestic as the dragon.
The weird and terrifying image did not scare Kilrogg. Most of his fear came from the heated left eye socket.
Like the dazed orcs, Hisari and Astalia were also stunned.
Astalia trembled even more violently, her beautiful eyes like morning stars lost focus.
However, Hisari felt that this knight who looked more terrifying than the devil was very familiar.
The knight came to her, and Astalia had already hid her head in Hisari's arms.
Looking at Hisari, the knight's face, covered in blood and muddy with blood, suddenly bloomed with a touch of whiteness.
He is smiling at me.
"Good day, may the god Tona protect you, two beautiful kaldorei ladies."
It's him!
Ecstasy swept through Hisali's heart, and she burst into tears for a moment. The strong state of mind she had maintained was shattered, and her calm voice trembled for the first time:
"Tonatiu?! Thank you Elune, you're still here!!"
"Ha~"
Tonatiu, who was covered in the blood of the orcs and their motley crew, as if he had been fished out of mud, wanted to smile.
The orc blood on his face flowed into his mouth when he laughed, which was bitter and astringent.
He quickly shut up.
There were so many enemies who died in his hands and under the claws of the Rapaosaurus that both he and it became a blood mass - the blood of the enemy!
Tonatiu could swear that the ants he trampled to death in his previous life were not as many as the enemies he killed today.
Two thousand? Three thousand? Four thousand?
I no longer know.
He only knew that the blood of green-skinned orcs was bitter and astringent, the blood of corrupted arakkoa had a bit of rust smell, the blood of normal arakkoa had a bit of chicken taste, and the blood of ogres had a bit of cola taste.
With the blizzard on the cake, Tonatiu almost forgot what Coca-Cola tasted like.
As a result, when he killed an ogre, its blood splashed into his mouth. He accidentally tasted it and discovered that it tasted like cola - although it seemed to be expired cola.
He couldn't speak now. Whenever he spoke, blood and small pieces of meat came into his mouth. His breath was full of the smell of the enemy's blood.
After seeing the little druid recognize him, he focused his attention on the orcs.
The first one to bear the brunt is of course the most majestic Kilrogg Deadeye.
To Tonatiu's surprise, Kilrogg Deadeye's reaction was very... violent!
Being stared at by the blood-like Tonatiu and Ravosaurus, Kilrogg's left eye socket exploded with a bang.
He only felt endless wails coming from his ears. Before him and behind him, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood everywhere. It was as if he was trapped in a blood prison, with countless ferocious howling souls rushing toward him from all directions!
"Ah?!" Kilrogg Deadeye screamed. He recognized that these dead souls were enemies who had died in his hands.
There are orcs, ogres and tigers among them, but most of them are the souls of the arakkoa.
The constant heat in the orbit of his left eye finally turned into a severe stinging pain, and the chief of the Blood Cave Clan began to howl without warning.
"Go! Get out of here, get out of here! The weak have no right to live!"
"Go away! I'm not afraid of you when you're alive, and you can't even have the slightest influence on me when you're dead!"
"Get away! You prey!"
"In the name of Kilrogg Deadeye, I order you to get lost!"
"Get out of here!"
"..."
Dead Eye screamed and howled inexplicably, and danced around to attack enemies that were not in the air.
Tonatiu felt baffled.
The elites of the Blood Cave Clan were even more puzzled as to what happened to the chief.
In the retina, the system presented Kilrogg's information to Tonatiu:
[Kilrogg Dead Eye: Level 20 legendary warrior, extremely dangerous, hatred (interference with the power of fate)]
Tonatiu was a little shocked. He didn't expect Kilrogg Deadeye, who was not very famous among the Seven Heroes of Draenor, to be a legendary warrior.
This is the type of enemy he least wants to target at this stage.
Since Kargath was of a lower level and was hacked to death by him like a torment, he thought Kilrogg was probably about the same.
Unexpectedly, Kilrogg looked so strong, so strong that strange wrinkles appeared on the surface of his body, which was a distorted reality - Tonatiu had never seen this kind of situation before.
An orc warrior distorts reality. How does a non-spellcaster profession distort reality? Is this the power of a legendary level warrior?
He didn't know why Kilrogg was like this. Dead Eye looked in very bad condition, but the chief of the Blood Cave Clan looked really strong.
It was so strong that Tonatiu's divine intuition told him that he was no match for Dead Eye just by relying on the strength of a head-to-head warrior.
But now it seems that he doesn't need to be his opponent, he is almost ready to deal with himself.
Dead Eye seems... crazy.
After a burst of nonsense and howling, the chief of the Blood Cave Clan suddenly went crazy. He waved the terrifying weapon in Dead Eye's hand, and the power of the legendary warrior distorted reality.
The first ones to bear the brunt were the orc elites from the Blood Cave Clan who were closest to Dead Eye and were at a loss.
"Ah?! Lord Chief!"
"Lord Kilrogg???"
"???"
"..."
A blink of an eye.
A warlock caster and two elite orc warriors beside Kilrogg were all killed by him.
